Jesus, I wrote this before I got on FaceBook. What was I thinking, I haven't been on My Space since ???? I don't even remember my log-in shit.

Does anyone else notice a slight drift of their time to MySpace? Alright, I said the M$%^%#@! word. But the sterilization of tribe or the shear massivenes of MySpace is the culprit. Or is it the newness. Just like I used to be addicted to new love, maybe I'm addicted to new cyber world relationship creatin' . . .who knows. Actually who cares?

Tomorrow I start the master cleanse. <take a moment let that sink in>
I will be ingesting lemon, pepper and maple syrup for ten days. Occassionally I'll get to drink salt water. Damn!
I want to try and rattle off all the foods I'll miss, but instead I can only think of the ever increasing list of ailments I hope to shake, you know the small annoying ones like fatigue, heartburn, fat.
I'm hoping to go to a delerious place and really discover some fucked-up writing to freak you all out wi... read more

Blogwash v.1.0

If NASCAR (or as I really wanted to say nascar) completely vanished from the face of the earth, would Las Vegas overflow with grieving rednecks? Why are these two iconic symbols of Red America (ooh, I like that. We can call the red state rednecks "red", like the old commie moniker) so inextricably linked? Why are the rest of us blue? Blue like the blood coursing through a hot intellectual babes blood stream. And who really is kinkier, a cute taboo laden southern tramp from ... read more